My Pick Up Artist System

Chapter 174 Olivias Plan B

Chapter 174 Olivia“s Plan B

Since Olivia came to provoke him, Ben’s eyes made sure to scrutinize his opponent for a proper analysis. That way, he’d have something to review back at home later...

The enemy had legs so long that they could wrap around a tree trunk thick enough for five men’s outstretched arms to surround it...

He watched as she crossed those stems, with the top foot, in a black flat, rocking up and down as if in provocation...

She wore a maroon skirt and blue blazer, with a white dress shirt that had a few buttons open, exposing the edge of her red bra and tempting cleavage...

As Ben gazed at her, she also observed him, her hand holding a pen she tapped against her upper lip...her head also bobbing in a slight rhythm, making her long straight brown hair shake down the back of her chair...

When they locked eyes, he swallowed. ’No...I need to focus. Can’t let myself fall under her power of hypnotits...’

Seeing him turn back to his test, Olivia smiled. Soon, Miyuki finished passing out all the tests and announced the beginning of the exam.

Ben began answering questions, and as he expected, there was nothing that stumped him. A few minutes later, as he flipped the page, he glanced towards Olivia, noticing movement from her direction. That’s when he saw her leaning in towards him and peeking at his test...

Ben narrowed his eyes. The inherent instinct of protection took over in him as he pulled the test paper towards himself. ’My precious...’

Seeing this, Olivia knitted her brows, but didn’t fret. ’Time for Plan B...’ She reached into her jacket pocket, took out a written note, and slid it towards him...

Seeing this note below, Ben’s first thought was she was trying to get him in trouble for cheating. He looked around, but realized no one was paying attention. The only proctor was Miyuki, who was far enough away that she didn’t see it. What’s more, the other students were spread out. Even though there were dozens of people in the class, the room was large enough to fit 200, and most congregated together in groups in various patches. That left many empty seats between Ben and them.

As Olivia removed fingers off the message, she smirked. As always, she’d do whatever it took to get the highest grade. Yet, after Ben’s presentation illustrating his deep knowledge of this class’ material, she realized she couldn’t defeat him through normal methods. She lacked the confidence in scoring higher than him in tests, but there was a way to at least get the same score--cheat off him!

As she watched Ben pick up the note, her confidence was at its peak. She was certain that once he read it, he’d do whatever she asked for, like every other man so far. She believed he was no different.

As Ben read the note, he licked his lips...because it said, "Allow me to cheat, and I’ll show you my tits."

...

Her Plan B was short for breasts!

He glanced at Olivia, who was throwing him a naughty smile...

Then, he glimpsed her cleavage...which she squeezed together to give him a better view...

The next moment, he shook his head!

He rejected!

Ben snorted. ’Maybe if she was a D, but with those C-cups, she’s low-balling me...’

He wouldn’t let her take advantage of him!

At his refusal, Olivia stared on dumbfounded! She couldn’t believe it! ’He said...no?’

Ben ripped a paper from his notebook, wrote something in it, and passed it back to her.

Still stunned, she pulled it towards her and read it: "Sorry but haven’t you heard of the internet? Tits are no longer a rare commodity..."

Olivia’s jaw dropped! This was not only a faceslap but a tits-slap!

...

Ben smacked her titties around like they owed him honey!

This was one reason he was better than her in this business class! He understood supply and demand! He was sensitive to knocker economics!

Everyone knew the internet was the future of cummerce!

While physical economies moved in cycles of bosoms and busts...the web’s prospects always moved forward! The possibilities were titillating!

Watching her confusion, Ben sighed. He felt it was a pity, but... ’Even though I like titties, I’d still prefer an A+.’ He knew the classes at NYU graded on a curve, which meant Olivia doing better would make it harder for him at the end of the semester. So, helping her would only hurt himself. It wasn’t worth tit!

’Sorry but I prefer focusing on my future." Ben knew this was the right decision. His parents expected him to do well at university and he didn’t want to disappoint them. Even if this somehow led to hooking up with Olivia, whatever points he gained from the system wouldn’t offset his regret if this ended up costing him a better grade. He also had plenty of time to complete his challenges so wasn’t desperate.

’What do I do?’ Olivia stared at that piece of paper as the words rang in her head.

’Tits are no longer a rare commodity...’

’No longer a rare commodity...’

’A rare cum-oddity...’

...

Having full confidence she’d be able to cheat, she didn’t even study for the exam, using the time for other matters to be efficient. Yet, that now meant she was in deep trouble! Forget getting the best grade, she might even fail the class!

Seeing Ben ignore her and continue taking his test, she knew she needed a new tactic... Despite that, after pondering a while, she still had nothing! Because she didn’t understand him!

She sighed...but then soon, her expression became firm. ’I can only raise the stakes...’

As Ben moved on to a new test question, out of nowhere, his body shook...because he felt something unusual...

Glancing down, he saw a smooth female hand...on the top of his jeans...rubbing his c*ck...

Turning to meet Olivia’s eyes, he saw her resolute expression...and knew she meant business... ’She’s D-termined.’

...

Then, his eyes bulged...because he heard the soft sound of unzipping...and he was D-lighted...

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*Author’s Note: New Olivia artwork in the comments. There’s more on the discord, including new R-18 channels of her! https://discord.com/invite/xkkQZCCCuh (case-sensitive)